❝I'm not a medical doctor❞

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[Wednesday 8:15am ...again]

"Hold on. Hold the phone." Klaus tells Luther looking up at him as he slouches on the bar stool "We all died fighting this thing the first time around. Remember?"

"Klaus, shockingly, has a point. What gives us a win this time?" Diego asks Luther who was all talk and had yet to come up with a plan

The electricity starts to crackle around them while a blue fog opens above them making Five crash land onto the bar scaring everyone and giving Diego enough time to pull Zelma back with one hand as she kept showing what terrible reflex skills she has by not having moved and inch on her own

"You guys, am I still high, or do you see him, too?" Klaus asks as he gets up from having fallen onto the couch from the scare

"Five, where have you been?" Luther asks in a demanding voice while Five rolls off the bar making him and Allison reach out to help him up

"Are you all right?" Allison asks letting go of Five once he stops wobbling

"Who did this?" Luther asks the boy who was covered in dark dust that looked like powder from an explosion

"Irrelevant." Five replies taking the coffee cup out of Allison's hand and limps away from the group. Having enough space to chug the coffee, Five slurps it down and turns to face everyone in the room, "So, the apocalypse is in three days. The only chance we have to save our world is, well, us."

"The Umbrella Academy." Luther states in agreement

"Yeah, but with me, obviously." Five mockinly states knowing his siblings didn't stand a chance without him which is why they needed to get their shit together "So if y'all don't get your sideshow acts together and get over yourselves, we're screwed. Who cares if Dad messed us up? Are we gonna let that define us? No. And to give us a fighting chance to see next week, I've come back with a lead. I know who's responsible for the apocalypse. This is who we have to stop."

Zelma and Diego make their way around the bar to stand over Allison's shoulders as she opens the paper Five had passed her. The half piece of paper was from The Commission with the order being sent out to Hazel and Cha-Cha; Reassignment: Protect Harold Jenkins

"Harold Jenkins?" Allison reads out not understanding what the name meant

"Who the hell is Harold Jenkins?" Diego asks looking over at Five for answers making them all do the same 

Five having finished the last drops of the coffee throws the cup behind him as he replies, "I don't know... yet. But I do know that he's responsible for the apocalypse. So we have to find him. And we have to do it now."

"How is he connected to what's gonna happen?" Luther questions as Five seemed to have all the answers or the confidence that he has them all

"I don't know." Five states but it wasn't enough for having crash landed on their meeting

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